Summer, warm breeze, floats through the black window screens,
Followed by the hue of red, blue, and bright yellow, of the sun rays running away from the dark that surrounds the glow of the moonlight
Anticipation,
Fear.
Wanting.
Excitement.
Torment my inner feelings,
As dear friends prepare to become forever-lovers
Kids that played cowboys and Indians,
Me, always the cowgirl tied up to the tree,
You, always the cowboy, coming to my rescue
I remember, the first time we met,
You, the new kid on the block, running down the street,
Me, running towards you, acting like I did not see you,
Head on, we met, and we both lost our two front teeth,
Not knowing that at that moment, life had brought us together, to become more than just friends
I remember,
Two friends, who bedrooms faced each other,
Two friends, who stood at their windows and shared the bright moonlight glow, in the still of the night,
Two friends, who kept each other company at the windows, as the thunderstorms shook their homes, with all its might,
Two friends, who loved the feel of the cool summer night breeze, as it gently flowed through their window screens, onto their tiny faces, as they shared a smiling stare of friendship.
But now,
A once boy is now a full-grown man,
Tall, sleek, muscular, gentle,
Embraces the soft flesh of a woman, whose once vertical girly figure is now full of feminine curves, whose once short curly hair now directly flows over the shoulder of an idealistic woman
Tonight, the moment has come,
A moment, I have waited for such a long time,
A moment where we become more than friends,
A moment, of a start of a new life together,
A moment, I have dreamed of most of my life,
Where you and I unite as one
Shaky fingertips, ease over washboard stomach,
As unsteady fingers stroke over bare round breast flesh,
A deep soft kiss steadied our nerves,
As a rush of lust gathers in our loins
Hearts race,
Bodies, presume the missionary position,
A memorable pain follows penetration,
A pain that turns into an unforgettable pleasure,
As the thunder of love, passion, and lust, rushes through our souls
I've been waiting for this, for such a long time,
Waited, all this time, to make love to you,
Waited, all this time, for you, to make love to me
Summer breeze gradually blows across our bodies,
As we lay close to the window,
Fingertips mesh as one,
As bodies intertwine,
Gentle deep strokes fall slowly in my mist,
Sensations of wants grip my soul,
Whispers of love, seek my ears,
As strokes of a genteel friend slowly falls between my legs, with the passion of a lover.
A lover, who unites us as one,
A lover, who like I, has waited for this all his life
Lips urgently greet deeply,
Hips gyrate hard, fast, and furious,
The sensation of his swell penetrating the dark depths inside me sends my body into convulsions.
Hips gyrate quicker,
Minds flash of the past,
A tied-up damsel, a hero, coming to her rescue,
A memory that will last forever, just like this moment of feeling his forthcoming
He is coming inside me for the very first time tonight,
A coming that consummates us as husband and wife,
A moment, we have waited for all our life's
A song poem is a poem written in a preferred form of poetry from a chosen song. It must use a phrase, sentence, or directive word from that song. It also has to be written in the melody, rhythm and dictated spirit of that song...
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